super creative master

Chapter 1033 That Moment Is Eternal

ps; finally officially entered the music session, the progress is indeed not fast, but Puton hopes to write a unique book, reading is the feeling, words are the carrier of communication, the important thing is not the number of words, but the feeling, If you like it, you like it, and if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. What Puton hopes is that every book friend who likes this book can give Puton support as much as he can. In addition, he can join the group, 118, 677,056!Puton will often bubble (⊙o⊙)!
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"Well, I'll try!"

Taking a deep breath, Li Qianyao nodded hastily, with surprise in her eyes. For her who has never been taught by anyone, she can obviously feel a huge improvement at this moment with Li Minghui's teaching. This progress simply makes her a little ecstatic Feeling overwhelmed, I need to take a deep breath and mutter silently in my heart to calm myself down.

The progress is quite obvious, which also made her deeply understand the importance of a mentor, and she looks forward to Yanhuang's good voice this time.

What a great surprise it is to be shortlisted to have a mentor. It is undoubtedly a great gift for these civilian players who pursue their dreams and pursue the road of music.

However, what Li Qianyao didn't know was that only Li Minghui had the ability to quickly find out her deficiencies and cultivate them. His super brain was enough for him to find the best improvement plan in the first place. In this regard, Li Minghui is unique, not to mention his musical accomplishment, which is a true master level.

Not every mentor is so awesome, and not everyone can make her improve so quickly. This is skill, and this is why every well-known musician has a huge influence, and The reason why I can't easily teach others is that I am too busy!

"call!"

Slowly relax. Fortunately, although Li Minghui is sometimes impatient, he can calm down in areas of interest and not worry. Seeing Li Qianyao calm down slowly, he said softly : "Now, continue to breathe, continue to relax, and slowly relax to the most natural state. Remember that music is the best way to express emotions. After calming down, try to integrate your emotions. Use your heart and soul to express this song. Let's sing the song!"

Li Qianyao sang a relatively small song in this world, called "White Horse". Li Minghui had never heard this song before, but it sounded very pleasant.

"This is a girl with a story!"

Sighing, from the music, one can hear a person's inner voice. There are not many people who have such an ability. Most people only hear the surface, but there is no doubt that Li Minghui is not much One of the people, he is sensitive to music and has the ultimate mastery of music. He can feel all kinds of changes from tiny details.

"All right!"

Under the guidance of Li Minghui, she entered into a relaxed state step by step. In her heart, she was moved by listening to this song. At this moment, Li Qianyao completely recalled it. Songs, but in fact, are the insights of a sensitive person.

Li Qianyao understands this song without a doubt, but she has never been able to express this hidden emotion perfectly, and it is always a little bit off. No matter how she practices, she always feels that some of the most important flavors are missing.

And at this moment, slowly release my emotions in a calm state, and keep brewing in my heart. At this time, the girl who made Li Minghui feel clean suddenly felt an indescribable feeling, as if at this time she It seemed as if I really felt the true meaning of this song, and felt the deeper meaning hidden under the swiftness of time!

"breathe!"

Breathing again, she suddenly opened her eyes, and then without the slightest pause, Li Minghui directly pressed the accompaniment, and then the soft and smooth music was slowly transmitted from the speaker.

The space became quiet in an instant. Following the rhythm of the music, Li Qianyao felt that she really understood the meaning of the song. She almost burst into tears, and even wanted to cry loudly , but she didn't, the emotions in her heart were still suppressed, still brewing, what she was looking forward to was an explosion, a hearty and thorough explosion!

"Three two one!"

Li Minghui also silently recited the beat in his heart. Looking at the state of the woman at this moment, his eyes lit up slightly, excited and burning. Music is to sing with his heart and soul. This is the essence of music. At the highest level, if you can't move yourself, you won't be able to move others. This is what Li Minghui has always advocated.

Good singers can instantly integrate a song. The song they can't forget until they die is the song they are best at and the most proud of, because it is a song that contains all their heart and soul, and it is their inner monologue!
"Baiyun couldn't help crying, the world is meaningless, An Xiang has a white horse in front of the door, passing by in a hurry..."

The singing burst out instantly, "Beautiful!" Li Minghui couldn't help but praise in his heart, this time the girl's singing is indeed quite good, although there are still big flaws, but the key points explained by Li Minghui are naturally grasped , and the most surprising thing is the integration of his emotions. This is what Li Minghui looks forward to the most, and it is also what excites him the most.

Time is like a white horse, a white horse, slowly evokes people's thoughts, evokes people's longing, the most lamented in the heart is that time flies, and the white horse passes the gap, quietly appears In my heart, it may be a happy time, or it may also be an unforgettable memory of grief.

But now, in Li Minghui's chanting, what I feel is a lonely and helpless girl, hoping that time will pass by quickly, and that my loneliness can pass away as soon as possible...

"I don't forget my years tonight, how can I not sigh that the white horse is too late, if I am no longer self-willed, then can I..."

When it came to the part of the chorus, the emotion was already surging like a volcano. The volcano was about to erupt, and the song was about to enter the real stage.

At this moment, Li Minghui also closed his eyes, listening to this song with complete enjoyment. The singing voice obviously made him really dedicate himself to listening to it!

"Then let the white horse pass!"

The last sentence, there is no heart-piercing, no sensational outburst, just a bland ending, like a roller coaster, suddenly entered a calm stage, but this is the final eruption, the numb nerves that were stimulated before, all of a sudden Relaxed, at this time the nerve signal was completely transmitted, and everyone's heart was beating fast!

It's just one sentence, but it expresses the meaning of this song almost perfectly!

"Not bad!"

Li Minghui patted his palms lightly. He heard the most vulnerable side of this lively-looking girl, and he felt a little embarrassed, as if he had probed into the girl's privacy. She is a girl who is strong on the outside but extremely fragile on the inside. Dreams can be said to be her pursuit, or it can be said that music is the foundation of her life. This is a singer who can sing with her soul.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Li Qianyao quickly said that she also felt her great progress, which was even unbelievable. She sang with her heart and exploded her emotions. She seemed to feel much happier all of a sudden.

No matter how stupid she is, at this moment Li Qianyao understands that Li Minghui is by no means such a simple singer. At this moment, she can only bury her gratitude in her heart, and she cannot express herself with thousands of words thanks.

"That sounds great, daughter!"

Hiding at the door, Li Jun, who was worried and came over to inquire quietly, was already in tears at this moment. There is no better way to know a daughter than a father. How could Li Jun not know that the pain in his daughter's heart has settled down to the bottom of his heart, but he has always been careless. It's just that she didn't show it, but Li Jun didn't understand, didn't know, but since she was pretending to be stupid, a father could only pretend not to know.

But how could it be possible not to know, not knowing is just deceiving himself, but now he feels that his daughter seems to have come back to life, full of vitality again, the bright eyes are really how many years he has never seen up.

At this moment, Li Jun even had an impulse, but soon he calmed down, then turned around silently, and walked down the stairs, but in the blink of an eye, his heart was facing this big, disrespectful man. The boy said softly: "Thank you!"

"Okay, I'll change it back too. After three days, I hope to see your wonderful performance!"

Standing up, without saying anything, Li Minghui smiled.

"Ok!"

Gently nodding, at this moment Li Qianyao felt so relieved, looking at Li Minghui's ordinary face, felt that this was the safest time in her life, the loneliness in her heart, the anxiety that was always filled in her heart, seemed to be All of a sudden it disappeared.

This is a man full of enigmas, Li Qianyao thought silently in her heart, then sent Li Minghui downstairs and gave him a sweet smile.

"I will work hard. The play-in competition is where my dream takes off. No matter what, I will work hard, try my best...to catch up with your footsteps!"

An ordinary singer naturally wouldn't have such strength. At this moment, Li Qianyao suddenly remembered the voice she had inadvertently heard in the morning. At that time, she didn't pay much attention to it, but at this moment, it was suddenly in her heart, and it was suddenly clear. When she got up, the singing voice was full of unimaginable vastness. She closed her eyes and listened to it, as if it had always remained in her mind. Although it was only two short sentences, it seemed to be the eternal mark, A memory that can never be erased.

"Perhaps Yanhuang's good voice this time is his stage alone..."

Thinking of this inexplicably in her heart, Li Qianyao's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and then quickly cleared the dining table, then her eyes became extremely firm: "Even if it can only be made of green leaves, I hope it is the one that is closest to the flowers..."

(End of this chapter)